Promises
It’s a unique occurrence
a moment on a mountain
when I sigh, exhale
of all what’s been.
Can you feel the hearts
in my belly
how my head throbs
where you’ll find
if you search the beauty.
I’ll fill you with a cavity
of real freedom
as long it’s good,
I can assure you
it may be honeyed,
once you’ll bend
and heaven be wet.
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